Best Frenetically Poems

Maze
 
Oh my Heart, why do you seek
the ecstasy of Eden's garden
when love is a daunting puzzle.
Woe is you, you fool;
for you dare to travail
through...

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Music
is a sweet spring shower for romantics.
For the weary, it is a soothing stream
flowing sublimely through one’s soul.
It is a pond or lake, reflecting joy.
For...

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Blithe fools traipsing through bleary hollow 
Airy sprites in hovering tents shadow
Brooding sylvan fringe shrouding light with her swaying willow
Jaded beams peep through the crenelated steeple's...

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Suspended with roses, a garter and courage.
Her wispy white costume blows in the breeze.
Silky vibrations as she sways her bodice —
the Rapunzel-princess of the swinging...

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Frenetically I rest in her guest room.
I think of her quiet hospital room.

I’ve laid my head on this pillow before.
I toss, turn, and pray, in...

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love was a lonely Syllable 
Embedded hypothetically  in the 
syntax of the
Story of
You and 
Me

We quoted ,
I love you
And you , sic [loved me]...

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Flitting furtively from 
family member to 
family member
like a truly bumbling bee
frantically, frenetically flying 
from flower to flower
frustrated at his failure
to discern the nectar of...

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just moments ago, a dawning realization
     arose within this sol son begat
from ma late mother
     and octogenarian...

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Yak is everywhere
Not cursing or rude in the ends  
Yak is a street artist
Yak:first of all you have excellence and simplicity in Logo
You make...

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Black shrouds blue
a dingy hue
This greedy minscus constricts us

~~~Mother Earth's shameful eyepatch~~

A gull's squak gurgled crude
chirping 89 octane birdsongs
forever grounded by fossil fuel fettered feathers
sharp...

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Consumption



Scurrying between gleaming malls,
sniffing through the latest bargains,
that are crucified onto sterile walls,


crawling amidst those sanitised aisles,
glazed eyes darting frenetically, hungry,
leaving not a trace on...

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If I only could see that which is beyond the pale of the limitation of 
The complexity with which things espial are thus espied.
If the...

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a 1 2 3 4 is not a 1 2 1 2 nor a 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8....ok then hum....x
A house...

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By: Liam Wilson

Deep she lurks within me
My craft she does infuse
The dreadful siren’s call
Apocalyptic Muse

Rises with the Autumn
With torpor slumber blues
And bade me record her...

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I think of every artist as a poet…I’m not being fanciful or quaint…
their poetry is on their canvas…their verses overlapped in paint.

Their capacity to see...

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